CHAPTER 239: CHAPTER 239: SHARPENING THE KNIFE

Jiang Youzhi brought the servant into the courtyard and said to Mrs. Chen, "This is the attendant student that the peddler helped me find."

"He specially delivered him to the academy the day before yesterday."

Mrs. Chen looked at the boy—his eyebrows were clear and his eyes bright, revealing a cleverness.

She nodded in satisfaction, "What’s his name?"

The servant replied, "My lady, the young master named me Du Ruo."

Mrs. Chen murmured, "Du Ruo?"

The servant added, "The young master said, Du Ruo is a type of medicinal herb."

Mrs. Chen laughed, "That’s pretty good, our family runs a pharmacy, the name is very fitting."

Yun Jiao, having put her kite away, came out and heard this, clapped her hands, "This name sounds nice, Sanlang really knows how to name things."

Jiang Youzhi gazed at her, smiling faintly.

Just then, Zhang Shun ran in from the front, "Boss, Mrs. Yang came to see the doctor again."

Yun Jiao furrowed her brows and hurried out, seeing Mrs. Yang sitting at the table with bruised eyes and even swollen cheeks.

Yun Jiao quickly asked, "Did your husband hit you again?"

Mrs. Yang nodded while tears streamed down her face.

Yun Jiao clenched her fists in anger, "How can there be such a man!"

Jiang Youzhi stood at the back door, silent, simply watching Yun Jiao.

Yun Jiao took Mrs. Yang’s pulse and, fortunately, there were no internal injuries this time; apparently, all the blows landed on the face.

As she prepared the prescription, she said, "Mrs. Yang, you keep getting hurt every few days, this can’t go on."

Ah Hu snorted from beside her, "Men who hit their wives are cowards; I’ll go back with you and teach your husband a lesson, so he won’t dare hit you again."

Mrs. Yang shook her head in fright, "No, no, after you leave, he’ll probably hit me even harder."

Yun Jiao finished writing the prescription, gave it to Zhang Shun to fetch the medicine, and herself took some liniment to gently apply it on Mrs. Yang.

Zhang Shun had gathered the medicine and came over with a sigh, handing it to her.

Mrs. Yang took the medicine and was about to leave when Yun Jiao suddenly said, "Mrs. Yang, wait, there’s a medicinal guide I forgot to mention."

Mrs. Yang turned to look at her.

Yun Jiao earnestly said, "After you get home, take a whetstone and sharpen the kitchen knife on it."

"The knife should be sharpened bright, once a day."

Lin Shuo suddenly laughed in the corner.

Mrs. Yang hadn’t quite understood and asked, "Should I use the water used in sharpening to brew the medicine?"

Jiang Youzhi came over and said, "There’s no need for that water."

"Even after your injuries heal, you can sharpen the knife every few days, but you should do it when your husband’s home."

Lin Shuo from the corner interjected, "When sharpening the knife, your expression should be fierce."

Ah Hu also got it, laughing, "Yeah, you could mutter something like, ’I’ll kill you if you dare hit me again.’"

Tears quickly welled up in Mrs. Yang’s eyes.

She hurriedly wiped them away, bowed to everyone, "Thank you, Doctor Gu, thank you all."

Mrs. Yang’s home wasn’t far from here; she took the medicine and went back, as soon as she stepped in, her husband cursed, "Where did you die, it’s already this time and you haven’t cooked, seems you’re asking for a beating!"

If it were before, Mrs. Yang would have been trembling in fear.

Today, she wasn’t sure what had gotten into her.

The words from Doctor Gu at Renxin Hall and those handsome young men seemed to still linger in her ears.

She suddenly raised her head, walked into the kitchen with confidence, put down the medicine package, found the kitchen knife and whetstone, poured some water on it, and started sharpening the knife.